This is a song about "Work is shit"

Man shit didnt work and im still so deaf

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

You don't work you are a slave my work is jesus's gift to me, baby see

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Work equations like einstein, my design is outrageous,

I work.. and the weapon is off safe

It'll last for all these crazy days

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

My brain work differently then others baby it is fried

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

All you do is try to bloat, but that don't work when you don't have shit to show,

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

I'ma work for everything i have, never ask nobody for shit

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that